Arcade curse (Patreon)

“Fucking hell” you grunt, slamming your clenched fists against the crystal-clear glass of the claw machine, hearing the chirpy music taunt you for the fifteenth time. Barely brushing against the plushie’s leg, the claw closes and rises to the top before retreating back to its starting point for another round. Fumbling around in your pockets, you desperately look for more coins trapped within your tight jeans as the material threatens to rip apart at any second. With a sigh of relief, you quickly undo your button and pull down the zip for your child-bearing hips to flare out with a thin layer of fat rolled on top. “Fuuuuck… they’re getting bigger” you mutter to yourself as you turn to see your round ass straining against the jeans and jiggle with each step. Finally pulling out more coins, you quickly insert them into the machine to hear the all too familiar music blast into your ears.

“Maybe try aiming for the head…” exclaims the girl to your left as you shoot her a look of annoyance. Blushing red in embarrassment, she bats her sky-blue eyes and looks away as her B-cup tits rub against her green shirt. Seeing piercing natural blue irises on a Japanese looking girl is quite rare, but in the case of a mid-transformation from an American into a native Japanese, it becomes plausible. An hour ago, this would’ve been an urban legend, but after few drinks and the misfortune of bumping into a Sharman at the local arcade, your group’s Japanese trip quickly derailed. Drunk and rowdy, your friends taunted the Sharman at his inability to win prizes attributed to his background, which was shot back with a torrent of incantations and curses directed at your group. As the most sober of the three, you overheard him mutter ‘taste of your own medicine’ under his breath before storming out and leaving your group alone.

“Shut up Yui… I’m concentrating…” you snap back at the girl as you wince at the awkwardness of her name; you can’t seem to remember her old name nor can herself. Placing your feminine hand on the red button, you ignore the clack of your long pink nails against the plastic as you push down. The mechanical whir of the claw moving across the enclosure becomes overwhelming as you impatiently wait for it to hover above the plushie. “This is all your fault…” you hiss at Yui as you slam on the red button once more to watch the claw drop down. Angry at Yui for getting your group cursed, you also feel a sense of jealousy for her luck at winning the prize and ending her transformation three quarters through.

“Fuccck… god damnnit” you scream, seeing the metal claws pathetically brush against the plushie without moving it at all. As your heart drops, you feel your already thick thighs trembling as more fat rushes inside, supporting your massive ass and wide hips despite your smaller womanly stature. Groaning and pressing your hands against the console, you try to catch your breath as your pillowy inner thighs begin to crush your balls trapped within your jeans. Knowing that you’re about to reach Yui’s lucky twenty-fifth attempt, you remain hopeful of ending the curse before reaching her stage of the transformation.

Gritting your teeth, you slam the red button once more and guide the claws above the plushie with the joystick before pressing it again. Your jaw drops open in horror as the claws completely misses the prize, but briefly pushes it further away with another plushie. “Oh no… already?!” you groan, feeling your body heat up with arousal as a boner abruptly forms in your pants, clearly visible under the stretched material. You desperately try to pull your jeans down to free your throbbing cock, but your wide hips and protruding bubble butt keeps it stuck around your waist. Unable to control yourself, your knees buckle and your eyes roll back in ecstasy as cum sprays out and pools in your underwear, making you shudder in disgust at the sticky and hot fluids sloshing inside. “I… I can’t stop…” you groan as your dick continues to expel all the remaining cum from your deflating balls until streams of cum start to leak out of your underwear and roll down your jeans.

Feeling a hand pat your dainty feminine shoulders, you flinch and look up to see a slightly older Japanese girl with a red shirt barely covering her C-cup tits. “On… bright side… it 気持ちいい {feels so good}” she whispers to you in a strong Japanese accent and a frown as she tries to recall English words. Slapping her helping hand away, you finally tear your jeans down to see dollops of cum splatter onto the floor as your dick becomes flaccid in the air-conditioned room. Smelling the recognizable stench of cum, you look at Yui to your left and the other girl to your right to see similar cum stains on their pants from their transformations an hour ago.

“B-bright side?! Megumi… there’s no bri--- aahnnnn” you moan loudly at the older girl, feeling your balls slurp into your body and reform into ovaries. Looking concerned, Megumi tries to calm you down, but you don’t understand a single word she says in Japanese. Desperately pawing at your shrinking dick, you let out a yelp as your cock finally inverts into your body, leaving your crotch flat and hairless. “N-noooo” you mutter, watching a slit run down your crotch before puffing up into pink pussy lips dripping with juices. Slipping a finger into your warm vulva, your body instantly tenses up as it rubs against your newly formed clitoris and stretches open your developing pussy. On the verge of orgasming from all the new sensations, your finger slides further in until your vaginal muscles instinctively clench onto it and squeeze it for cum. “No… no… I need to concentrate…” you shout, breaking yourself out of an orgasmic lull as you pull your finger out of your pussy with strings of juices trailing behind.

“あきらめてはいけない {Don’t give up!} … use… money” Megumi says, pulling out her purse and handing you a handful of coins as you struggle to stand up with quivering legs. Catching a glimpse of her ID card, you recognize her in an office attire, but you can’t seem to remember her past name like Yui. Thanking Megumi, you insert all the coins into the machine as she smiles encouragingly at you despite being a few turns away from fully transforming into a Japanese girl and only managing to retain her past memories and some of her personality. Wiping sweat off your brow, you silently hope not to reach her level of transformation or surpass it, becoming a fully Japanese girl.

Ignoring the support from the girls, you take a deep breath before pressing the red button and hearing the typical arcade music blasting from the speakers behind. Carefully nudging the joystick around, you make a few tiny adjustments before watching the claw drop down. Excitement and butterflies quickly fill your flat and toned belly as the claw lifts the plushie up a few inches, but all hope quickly diminishes as it slips and falls lifelessly back into the pit. “Nooooo… so closeeeee” you scream in frustration, brushing hair out of your eyes as it quickly lengthens down to your shoulders, turning sky blue like Yui’s eyes and bundling into a ponytail with a cute fringe. Burning with annoyance, you slam your fist onto the red button for another round only to see the metal claws brush against the plushie. “No fucking way…” you mutter in anger, not noticing your jaw becoming rounder and cheekbones rising to reshape your face into a smaller and feminine appearance. Letting out a cute sneeze, your nose shrinks into a petite button nose while Yui stares at your morphing face in fascination.

Hearing the faint thud of the plushie falling back into the pit for tenth time causes your heart to drop in defeat and tears to run down your rosy cheeks. “W-why am I so emotional…” you sob, wiping tears out of your eyes as they widen into almonds while your irises turn brown, making you look Asian. The next few tries causes your face to brighten up with make-up and your backpack to reshape into a grey handbag that fits perfectly around your dainty shoulders. “This game’s rigged” you splutter, coughing in surprise at your voice as you hear it crack higher into a feminine and cute voice with a strong Japanese accent. Covering your mouth in shock, you feel your neck becoming slender while your Adams apple disappear and your lips plump up with lipstick. “N-no I can’t be an Asian chick like you two…” you scream, seeing your cute face in the reflection on the glass.

“悪くないよ、陽菜 {it doesn’t feel too bad, Hina}” Megumi says with sympathy as you look at her in disbelief. Realizing that you’re nearing your full transformation, you take a deep breath and try to focus, but your mind wanders to what Megumi said.

“Wait… I’m not Hina… I’m… I…” you stutter, slowing down to recollect your thoughts as you try to remember your name. Tearing open your handbag, you see your ID card nestled between a pink phone and a tampon. Triumphantly pulling out the card, you read it aloud, “I’m… Hina?!” you repeat in confusion as the name starts to run smoother along your tongue and the two girls nod in agreement. Trying to keep foreign thoughts out of your mind, your attention returns back to the machine in hopes of ending the curse in a turn or two.

“Don’t mess this up…” you mutter to yourself as you move the joystick once more and watch the claw drop into the pit. Disappointment fills your body as the plushie barely moves from the claw brushing against it, but you shiver from your nipples rubbing against your shirt. “No… not boobs…” you whimper, pulling up your shirt to see your nipples already darker and areolas double in size. Realizing that you’ve reached Yui’s stage of the transformation, a sense of dread overwhelms you as you watch your chest soften with fat and your puffy nipples protrude out of your budding A-cup tits. Wiping away tears, you try again only to watch the plushie fall back into the pit after another failed attempt. “This… i---impossible” you stutter in a thick Japanese accent as you struggle to come up with the English word. Stumbling forward, your sense of balance alters drastically as fat continues to swell into your breasts, making them expand into C-cups, matching Megumi’s round bouncing tits. Becoming desperate, you quickly go for another round only to feel your breasts balloon out once more into soft milky F-cups straining against your shirt. “So… heavy…” you groan, squeezing your sensitive underboob and feeling your fingers sink in as your back arches further to support your massive tits.

“Holy shit… they’re so big” Yui gasps, staring at your breasts swaying left and right as you struggle to keep them from jiggling. Trying to ignore the rock-hard nipples poking out from your shirt, you wince as you realize that you can no longer see your feet from your mountainous tits in between.

“I… can do this” you say to yourself as your tits heave up and down from your deep breaths of concentration. Starting another round, you maneuver the claw above the plushie and lean down to have a better look at the alignment, only to have your blood run cold as your enormous left breast presses onto the red button, sending the claw down prematurely. “Nnnooooo” you cry in horror, watching the claw return empty handed as you start to feel nauseous.

“T-that was… 事故 {an accident}” you whimper, feeling the English vocabulary drain from your mind to be replaced with fluent Japanese. Faint memories of attending school and university in Japan begin to contradict your original memories as Yui and Megumi start to seem weirdly familiar. Blinking away the confusion in your eyes, you see Yui looking at you with concern.

“Do you still remember who you are?” Yui asks, shaking your shoulders in desperation.

“やるつもり {I think I do…}” you reply in perfect Japanese as you struggle to comprehend the question Yui asked in English. Eye twitching, you try to retain your old memories as a Japanese boy starts to appear numerous times in your mind. Taking a deep breath, you go for another round on the machine and watch as the claw drops down and finally pulls the plushie up from its lower body. Jumping up with joy, you ignore your tits bouncing violently as Yui and Megumi also cheer on your behalf as the claw carries the plushie to the collection bay. Letting out a sigh of relief from escaping the curse, your celebrations are cut short as the plushie drops towards the hole, but its left leg gets caught on the barrier, leaving it dangling out of reach.

“とんでもない {No way}!” you scream in horror as your mind fogs once more, making your eyes roll back in a trance. Memories of living a peaceful childhood in Japan and getting good marks at school despite your seductive looks fills your mind. Blinking back into reality, you see the two friends you met at university and smile widely at them as they look at you weirdly. Furrowing your plucked brows, you wonder why they’re acting so strangely despite celebrating your birthday at the local arcade.

“何があったか覚えていますか {Do you remember what happened?}” Megumi asks you slowly as you look at her in confusion.

“私の誕生日 {My birthday?}” you chuckle back at the obviousness as you turn to look back at the machine. Noticing the plushie on the verge of falling free, you grab a coin out of your purse and start another round, “とても近いです {It’s so close!}” you squeal with excitement. Pressing the claw down, you hear a thud as the plushie finally falls into the collection chute before you kneel down and pull it out. Smiling to yourself, you hug the plushie tightly, feeling the soft fur press against your deep cleavage as you imagine your boyfriend’s face after showing off the prize. At the thought of your boyfriend, your face flushes red and your pussy moistens in anticipation of the fun you’ll be having tonight in his bed. Fucked in the ass and pussy in the past, your body quivers as you look forward to the other fetishes you both enjoy; not noticing Megumi and Yui muttering among themselves anxiously.